It was after dinner.  Cody was taking a shower and Carter was suppose to be picking out a nice Christmas card – from my ever-growing collection of leftover Christmas cards from years past –for his teacher.

I could not find Carter anywhere.  After looking in my room and in his room and calling his name, I walked by the boys bathroom and knocked on the door.  My hand hovered over the doorknob when I heard the cry.

carter:  I’m pooping!!!  Don’t come in, we are both naked in here!!!

As if I have never seen my children naked before.  Before being just this morning.

It was the first time I have been barred from entry due to their nakedness.

Husband and I stood outside the closed bathroom door, laughing.